By Moon Rise
Date: 16 May 2000

Ambrosia Fruit Salad

Ambrosial Fruit Salad

Ravishing hunger called, the fruit looked inviting,
A feast to the senses, all so exciting.
Glistening slices, so succulent and sweet,
Lying there waiting, we're eager to eat.
One delicate slice, no need to rush,
Each bite so tender, succulent and lush.
Flickering tongues awaiting elation,
Filling our mouths with electric sensation.
The anticipation of each tender bite
Of savory, honeyed fruit delight
That's fingertip fed, wet with desire,
Filling our senses with a passionate fire.
Flavors exploding in mouths open wide 
Scarlet and orange churning inside.
Yearning emotion, pulsing and throbbing
Inhaling, tasting, sucking and swallowing.
Sticky fingers and mouth, Red-stained lips,
Licking and biting and taking small nips.
All were part of the fruit salad dance, 
A weekend of cherished memories and romance.